The Breakup by Erin McCarthy

Author:Erin McCarthy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2018-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Bella sat across from me at the oak table in the cabin and ate four slices of pizza. Four. I was downright impressed. It was like she hadn’t eaten in a week because she didn’t even hesitate between slices. She was chatting and laughing with me and eating without missing a beat.

“This is so good,” she sighed as she bit the end of the crust of her fourth piece. “God, I forgot how good pizza tastes.”

She was actually ahead of me. I was only on my third slice but I eyed her, curious. “Please don’t tell me it’s been eleven years since you’ve eaten pizza either. I can get how you might be able to avoid doughnuts for a decade, but pizza? It’s basically a food group.” I had decent eating habits, but I also worked out a lot and had a high metabolism, so pizza was definitely a part of my life I wasn’t willing to eliminate.

“Just six months. Wedding prep.” She licked her fingers and I was instantly reminded of her sucking my cock in the car.

Bella was a combination of sexy and sweet that I had just never encountered before and it was really doing it for me, no doubt about that. She never intended to be sexy, she just was. Her blow job wasn’t the best I’d ever had, but it was the most attentive. She had wanted to please me, and more important, she had wanted to please herself. It was the hottest thing in the world.

“Eat until you’re full,” I told her. “And if you want more, I’ll order another one.”

“I think I’m good for now,” she said. “But thank you. I didn’t eat much this week. I was having trouble swallowing.”

My eyebrows shot up. She never knew when she said something that could be taken as dirty. “Well that’s a shame. I was hoping to finish what you started in the car.”

Bella wiped her fingers on a napkin, then blotted her lips. “Oh, I’m fine now. I seem to be cured. I can swallow anything you want.”

Damn. She was just…everything. Perfect. Adorable. Fuckable.

I wondered how long realistically I had. Twenty-four hours? Maybe forty-eight tops? How many times could I take her before she was shoving me off her? I wanted to take full advantage of our limited isolation.

Before long her parents or her former fiancé or her sister were going to be storming the cabin, demanding answers and whisking her away. I had seen her phone, tucked in the side of her bag, and heard it buzz repeatedly with notifications. “I’m ready whenever you are,” I said, turning my chair so I was facing out and spread my legs. “Come here and kiss me.”

We hadn’t done enough of that. I had tasted her pussy more than I had her lips and I wanted to make out, like we had endless time and nowhere to be.

“Ew, no,” she said. “I have pizza breath.”

“So do I. What difference does it make?”

“It’s gross.” She sipped her soda and eyed me.

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